Chords for Rhiannon Giddens "Underneath The Harlem Moon"
Tempo:
79.3 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
Bbm
Am
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F]
[D] [C]
[F]
Creole Babe is walk along with rhythm in their face, rhythm in their [C] hips, and [Bbm] in their lips
and in their eyes.
[C] Where do highbrowns find the kind of love that satisfies?
[F]
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] [F] We don't pick no [C] cotton, [F] picking cotton is taboo.
We don't live in cabins [Bbm] like the old folks used to do.
[C] Our cabin is a penthouse on St.
Nicholas Avenue.
[F]
Underneath our hollow [E] moon.
[Am]
We just live [F] for dance.
[Am]
We're never blue [F] or forlorn.
[C]
It ain't no [Dbm] sin [Dm] to laugh and grin.
[C]
That's why we [Eb] schmutzes were born.
[Am] We [F] shout hallelujah every time we're feeling low.
And every sheep is dressed up [Bbm] like a Georgia blue.
[C] White folks call it madness, but I call it hide and hope.
[F]
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] [F] Now once we wore bandanas, now we wear [C] Parisian hats.
[Fm]
Once we wore barefoot, [Bbm] now we're sporting shoes and slacks.
[C]
Once we were Republican, but now we're [C] Democrats.
Underneath our [Ab] hollow [F] moon.
[Em]
Now we [F] don't pick no cotton, [F] picking cotton is taboo.
All we pick is numbers, [Bbm] and that includes you white folks too.
[C] Cause if we hit, we pay our rent on any avenue.
[F]
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] Alright fellas.
[Fm]
[Fm]
[Eb] [Bbm] [C]
[C] [F]
[Db] [F] [C]
[F] [Fm] [F]
[Bbm]
[C]
[F] [Fm] [F] [E]
[Am] We just drive [F] up dead.
[Am] We're never blue or [F]
forlorn.
We just [C] laugh, [Dbm] grin, [Dm] let the landlord [G] in.
[Eb] That's why house rent parties were born.
And then [F] we drink our gin, look for reefers when we're feeling low.
[F] And then we're ready to go out and take charge [Bbm] of any so and so.
We [C] don't suffer a lot of traffic when we're out.
[Db] Underneath our hollow [Am] [Cm]
[F] moon.
[Db] [C] [C] [F]
[N]
[D] [C]
[F]
Creole Babe is walk along with rhythm in their face, rhythm in their [C] hips, and [Bbm] in their lips
and in their eyes.
[C] Where do highbrowns find the kind of love that satisfies?
[F]
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] [F] We don't pick no [C] cotton, [F] picking cotton is taboo.
We don't live in cabins [Bbm] like the old folks used to do.
[C] Our cabin is a penthouse on St.
Nicholas Avenue.
[F]
Underneath our hollow [E] moon.
[Am]
We just live [F] for dance.
[Am]
We're never blue [F] or forlorn.
[C]
It ain't no [Dbm] sin [Dm] to laugh and grin.
[C]
That's why we [Eb] schmutzes were born.
[Am] We [F] shout hallelujah every time we're feeling low.
And every sheep is dressed up [Bbm] like a Georgia blue.
[C] White folks call it madness, but I call it hide and hope.
[F]
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] [F] Now once we wore bandanas, now we wear [C] Parisian hats.
[Fm]
Once we wore barefoot, [Bbm] now we're sporting shoes and slacks.
[C]
Once we were Republican, but now we're [C] Democrats.
Underneath our [Ab] hollow [F] moon.
[Em]
Now we [F] don't pick no cotton, [F] picking cotton is taboo.
All we pick is numbers, [Bbm] and that includes you white folks too.
[C] Cause if we hit, we pay our rent on any avenue.
[F]
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] Alright fellas.
[Fm]
[Fm]
[Eb] [Bbm] [C]
[C] [F]
[Db] [F] [C]
[F] [Fm] [F]
[Bbm]
[C]
[F] [Fm] [F] [E]
[Am] We just drive [F] up dead.
[Am] We're never blue or [F]
forlorn.
We just [C] laugh, [Dbm] grin, [Dm] let the landlord [G] in.
[Eb] That's why house rent parties were born.
And then [F] we drink our gin, look for reefers when we're feeling low.
[F] And then we're ready to go out and take charge [Bbm] of any so and so.
We [C] don't suffer a lot of traffic when we're out.
[Db] Underneath our hollow [Am] [Cm]
[F] moon.
[Db] [C] [C] [F]
[N]
Key:
F
C
Bbm
Am
Fm
F
C
Bbm
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
Creole Babe is walk along with rhythm in their face, rhythm in their [C] hips, and [Bbm] in their lips
and in their eyes.
[C] Where do highbrowns find the kind of love that satisfies?
_ [F] _
Underneath our hollow moon.
_ [C] _ [F] We don't pick no [C] cotton, [F] picking cotton is taboo.
We don't live in cabins [Bbm] like the old folks used to do.
[C] Our cabin is a penthouse on St.
Nicholas Avenue.
[F] _
Underneath our hollow _ [E] moon.
[Am]
We just live [F] for dance.
_ [Am]
We're never blue [F] or forlorn.
_ [C]
It ain't no [Dbm] sin [Dm] to laugh and grin.
[C]
That's why we [Eb] schmutzes were born.
[Am] We [F] shout hallelujah every time we're feeling low.
And every sheep is dressed up [Bbm] like a Georgia blue.
[C] White folks call it madness, but I call it hide and hope.
[F] _
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] _ [F] Now once we wore bandanas, now we wear [C] Parisian hats.
[Fm]
Once we wore barefoot, [Bbm] now we're sporting shoes and slacks.
[C]
Once we were Republican, but now we're [C] Democrats.
Underneath our [Ab] hollow [F] moon.
_ [Em]
Now we [F] don't pick no cotton, [F] picking cotton is taboo.
All we pick is numbers, [Bbm] and that includes you white folks too.
[C] Cause if we hit, we pay our rent on any avenue.
[F] _
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] Alright fellas.
[Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Db] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Fm] _ [F] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [Am] _ We just drive [F] up dead.
_ _ [Am] We're never blue or [F] _
forlorn.
We just [C] laugh, [Dbm] grin, [Dm] let the landlord [G] in.
[Eb] That's why house rent parties were born. _
And then [F] we drink our gin, look for reefers when we're feeling low.
[F] And then we're ready to go out and take charge [Bbm] of any so and so.
We [C] don't suffer a lot of traffic when we're out.
_ _ [Db] Underneath our hollow [Am] _ _ [Cm] _
_ [F] moon.
_ _ [Db] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
Creole Babe is walk along with rhythm in their face, rhythm in their [C] hips, and [Bbm] in their lips
and in their eyes.
[C] Where do highbrowns find the kind of love that satisfies?
_ [F] _
Underneath our hollow moon.
_ [C] _ [F] We don't pick no [C] cotton, [F] picking cotton is taboo.
We don't live in cabins [Bbm] like the old folks used to do.
[C] Our cabin is a penthouse on St.
Nicholas Avenue.
[F] _
Underneath our hollow _ [E] moon.
[Am]
We just live [F] for dance.
_ [Am]
We're never blue [F] or forlorn.
_ [C]
It ain't no [Dbm] sin [Dm] to laugh and grin.
[C]
That's why we [Eb] schmutzes were born.
[Am] We [F] shout hallelujah every time we're feeling low.
And every sheep is dressed up [Bbm] like a Georgia blue.
[C] White folks call it madness, but I call it hide and hope.
[F] _
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] _ [F] Now once we wore bandanas, now we wear [C] Parisian hats.
[Fm]
Once we wore barefoot, [Bbm] now we're sporting shoes and slacks.
[C]
Once we were Republican, but now we're [C] Democrats.
Underneath our [Ab] hollow [F] moon.
_ [Em]
Now we [F] don't pick no cotton, [F] picking cotton is taboo.
All we pick is numbers, [Bbm] and that includes you white folks too.
[C] Cause if we hit, we pay our rent on any avenue.
[F] _
Underneath our hollow moon.
[C] Alright fellas.
[Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Db] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Fm] _ [F] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [Am] _ We just drive [F] up dead.
_ _ [Am] We're never blue or [F] _
forlorn.
We just [C] laugh, [Dbm] grin, [Dm] let the landlord [G] in.
[Eb] That's why house rent parties were born. _
And then [F] we drink our gin, look for reefers when we're feeling low.
[F] And then we're ready to go out and take charge [Bbm] of any so and so.
We [C] don't suffer a lot of traffic when we're out.
_ _ [Db] Underneath our hollow [Am] _ _ [Cm] _
_ [F] moon.
_ _ [Db] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _